Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 190: Guests from afar (Part 1)
Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye it is time for the other two magic schools to arrive at Hogwarts.
In Snape’s potions class, almost everyone was excited, because the representatives of Boothbarton and Demstrang will arrive this evening, which means that they don’t need to take up this potions class. Up.
Snape's face was quite bad. His sometimes sallow and sometimes pale face was now scaryly black. He had arranged a lot of homework in class, but this still couldn't stop all the students from being in a good mood.
Earlier than this, the school also began to prepare to welcome foreign guests.
The castle received a thorough cleaning, and several dirty portraits were scrubbed clean. Those who were scrubbed were very dissatisfied with this. They squatted and sat in the frame, muttering glumly, grinning with pain every time they touched the newly exposed pink tender flesh on their faces. That caused the armor to suddenly become shiny, and it no longer creaked when moving. When the gatekeeper Argus Filch saw that a student had forgotten to clean his shoes, he flew fiercely and frightened two first-year girls into hysterics.
Other faculty members are also extremely nervous.
"Longbottom, please do well, don't show yourself in front of Durmstrang's people, let them see that you don't even master a simple conversion spell!" In Professor McGonagall's one She roared sharply in the transformation class. The class didn't go well, Neville accidentally grafted his ear to a cactus.
Although his personality has changed, other changes will still take some time.
All of the above shows how much Hogwarts attaches to this event.
"Hermione, you should never recommend your "vomit badge" to the people at those two schools. They won't like that kind of thing. Professor McGonagall will be angry if he learns about it. Stay away. Shame in front of people.” Ron reminded Hermione at the castle that the students were lining up outside now, in a proper way, no one wanted to shame at this kind of moment.
"How can it be a shame to fight for the rights and interests of disadvantaged groups? This should be a glorious cause!" Hermione was offended at this time, and she immediately retorted with excitement that she had been doing it all these days Fighting for the rights of house elves, they produced a large number of medals with the word SPEW engraved on them, and then promoted their own "theory" everywhere.
Unfortunately, almost no one can understand her philosophy. Even Harry and Ron treated her negatively, and they paid for her badge just to shut her up.
Neville is somewhat interested in this. After all, according to Hermione, he more or less seems to have seen his own shadow, so he bought a badge to support her behavior, and even wanted to be something position.
Other than that, no one was interested in her statement anymore, even though Hermione was chattering and reluctantly pestering others in the Gryffindor common room every night.
"Quiet!" Professor McGonagall looked at the agitated group of students in front of him, and couldn't help but cough heavily, reminding him that the wrinkles around the sunken eye sockets became more obvious with the frowning of the brows.
All the students were silent at once, and it was the first time they saw this old lady so serious-even if she didn't usually smile.
They calmed down, but this still couldn't stop them from scanning the darkened field with excitement. However, after a long time, there was still no movement. Everything is silent and quiet, no different from usual.
Suddenly a behemoth, much larger than a flying broomstick—or a hundred flying broomsticks—is flying quickly across the deep blue sky toward the castle, gradually getting more and more Big.
The light of the castle cast on the carriage, showing a powder blue.
The carriage is getting bigger and bigger, like a house, twelve winged horse-drawn horses fly into the air. They are all silver-maned horses. Each horse is about the same size as an elephant. A horse of size can pull such a carriage.
Compared with Hogwarts' Night Sky, it is a poor little body.
"Why isn't it called a drunkard horse?" Malfoy murmured inwardly. He was still a little surprised at this animal that relies on wine as food.
Now this is not about the driver drunk driving, but the tool itself has problems.
The carriage flew lower and was landing at an extremely fast speed. The classmates standing in the first three rows hurriedly backed away—then, there was a loud noise that shook some timid students. The senior students hurriedly supported them from behind, so as not to lose face.
Then I saw those horseshoes banging on the ground, all the size of a dish. In the blink of an eye, the carriage also landed on the ground, shaking on the huge wheels, and at the same time the golden horses were shaking their huge heads, their big red eyes were spinning round and round, and the nose was spraying heat~IndoMTL.com~ A coat of arms (two golden wands crisscrossed with three stars appearing on each) is printed on the door, which is one of the symbols of Busbarton.
A boy in a light blue robe took the first step, jumped out of the carriage, bent down, and fumbled for something on the carriage floor, then opened a golden spiral staircase, and then he reverently jumped back, one flashing The shiny black high-heeled shoes protruded from the carriage. This shoe was the size of a small sleigh used by children—a woman appeared immediately behind her, who was so big that it was indescribable.
"She should have the blood of a giant," Ron whispered, but even so, Hermione quickly covered his mouth.
"Shut up!" she said.
Mrs. Maxim approaches the Hogwarts students who are in charge of welcoming them, and it seems even more bizarre. When she walked into the light spilling from the hall, everyone found that she had a very handsome olive face, a pair of black and watery eyes, and a very pointed nose. She combed her hair behind her head and twisted it into a shiny bun at the base of her neck. She was wrapped in a black forged dress from head to toe, and there were many luxurious opals shining on her neck and thick fingers. ,
Dumbledore began to applaud, and the classmates also slapped their hands. Many people stood on tiptoes, trying to see the woman more clearly.
She loosened her face, opened a graceful smile, and stretched out a gleaming hand, walking towards Dumbledore. Although Dumbledore was also tall, he barely bent over when kissing this hand.
"Fortunately, at least it won't be the contrast of jumping up and hitting someone's knee." The behavior of Dumbledore and Mrs. Maxim at this time reminded Malfoy of some interesting things unconsciously.
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